I'll have something left to give In my remaining years here When I am old and plain lazy I'll have a little something left to give To all those who
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secret So I'll have something left to give In my remaining years When I am old and plain lazy I'll have a little something left to give To all those
to feed me, need me, dress me Now it's so messy straight cut out and left me [Andre 3000] Hollywood divorce All the fresh styles always start off as
classics We just black people gone and lost our mind We just really trying to draw the line Open up our eyes, before we get left behind Let me tell you something
name When you're holdin' and the only thing you're lookin' forward to Is your travel and your claimin' There's somethin' called recession keeps messin' with your brain When I left
Step by step, heart to heart Left right left, we all fall down Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by
and reach Up under the seat, as your heart starts to beat Before you make a decision that's life altering And just as you halt, and you turn and you start
heart Like the freezin' weather that never gave her a start Plus he had a sidekick in his garage If he needed a boost, she would give him a charge He
beep beep When again it roars I keep my eyelids analagous to a succesful venus-fly trap Tellin my left brain it's Saturday well he must buy that Wakin
Watchin' dotted yellow hexagrams Stretch into the dark Left hand surfin' on iced tinged winds Chewin' up a cardboard box Singin' at lung top, one stop Left
a car So it must have been love That drove him uptown for a diamond And that's when he started going Over the line, working overtime To give her things
"Yo Banks, give me a funky-ass bass line" [Mack 10] Here's a little something, bout a nigga like me Never shoulda been let out the penatentiory Mack
you've done you'll have to start again No matter who you are Between the soaring dreams and the bottom line So much is given up so much is left behind
One a?? Pressure In life, we struggle as individuals, A fine line between a clichA© saying and something original, As if in death we left something residual
that's left to do is give in Inside this generation of sin there's only one place to begin And it's at the starting line or you will be left behind
You been talkin', now we caught you Bitch now it's on, thug line nor I don't give a fuck About you jumpin' up, actin' like you're Krayzie 'Cause you Hollywood
typist [Chorus] 2x You been talkin', now we caught you Bitch now its on Thug line nor I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck) About you jumpin' up
